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A repeating print for a blackboard you say? That’s a great idea. Sketchies done for a print idea. Print to follow. It was just a lino-kinda time. It was going to be a… Continue reading
Steward Print is an interesting and unsettling process, largely because on leaving a world of familiar and perfect replicas, encountered on a minute-to-minute, day-by-day basis, your mother enters a world where nothing can… Continue reading
Remember learning lino printing? Good stuff. Note: guy on the left is not in a wheelchair. And that lady in the bottom right has a chest full of fruits.
A man for our times. and facilities, map of the Battle of Loch Iorla (C. Clear, ~c. 2012 c.e.), and attempts at compass with four axes. Some sort of toast?
See what I did there? Also, text on leftern side of the page reads: UN:DHR-PANTS: Bespoke disposable nappies printed with the United Nations Declaration of Human Rights: for the discerning despot [ed.] with… Continue reading
Top-mid is Prof. Scott Rickard, at the screening of a film tribute to Alan Turing for this years Science Film Fest in Dublin, entitled “Sentient Computers From The Future Can Manipulate Time But… Continue reading
Implements of construction and otherwise from the permanent exhibition of early Irish artifacts and illustrated records thereof at the National Library of Uzbekistan. Worth a visit.
How remarkable would a cloud have to be to try and sketch out it’s shape, from within a moving car? Remarkable. There was meanwhile a great exhibit in the Crawford on Burke and… Continue reading
“I thought you were dead!” “Well th-*cough*; uh, I’m. I’m not, no.”
John Lynch and a raking of likely souls, the Pavilion.
George Bernard Shaw, Irish playwright. From statue, National Gallery of Ireland
the National Gallery of Ireland, Dublin. Judas’ face, St John’s arm, and St. Onuphrius’ head. Place full of students.
The face in pencil at mid-lower left was a guy who saw me drawing otehr commuters on the train; he continued to watch me as I drew him down, his face an unreadable… Continue reading
Can’t tell. Very much a “still getting into the swing of things sort of page.
Not the politician, nor similar proper-noun entities; I mean drawing violence. It came to me, as these things do, that I’ve forgotten how one draws viscera, charnel, internals. A nice stark skull is… Continue reading
To a most excellent lady. [ex:]
That feeling of catching up on one’s self.
I once met my brother after we’d both been out; I went back to his old house, hung out with his friends. No idea what their names were. The bad quality of the… Continue reading
Hey look! Squid! And what may be an annelid. Those lungs are meant to be exiting her chest via an access port.